Guitar Jones

The car pulled up and someone got out But it was not the person I'd been hearing about So I got back in the car and started down the road And I kept on searching for, Guitar Jones He really loved to rock, wanted to be a Stone But was called down to the Delta And it felt like he'd come home So I knew I was closer to finding, Guitar Jones Why am I looking, what is it for? But you know that feeling deep in your bones You gotta keep looking, gotta keep searching for Guitar Jones So the car keeps trucking on down the road Looking for the home of, Guitar Jones Well my tires went flat, then I ran out of gas I thought this is it, I'm down to my last So I pulled out my guitar, right beside the road And I started calling out to, Guitar Jones Where is he, how will I know? I just kept playing my guitar for, Guitar Jones Well it finally happened, I knew it in my bones You know it was right there Right there beside the road I finally found, Guitar Jones